pt. 1
-This love is strong, so why do I feel weak?
The realization that Inuyasha was in love with Kagome came as suddenly as a hand ripping through his stomach, and settled as naturally as the snow in the winter; cold and wet and uncomfortable.
But he brushed it away when he was next to her, pushing her buttons and hoping upon hope that the heart that hung on his sleeve would hide among all the other angry feelings that came to him so much easier.
"Is there something on me?" She asked while bringing up her hand to her lips to inspect them, completely oblivious to the heavy emotion that fell from his eyes as he stared at her.
"Yeah," he growled, turning around in a sudden onset of anger. "Stupid. And it's written all over your face." While suppressed adoration was carved like a composition into his.
He ignored the way her shoulders dropped and grunted as his nose slammed into the dirt with a single 'sit'.
The issue with holding back on what you wanted to say, and hiding everything that bubbled warmly your chest- was running the risk of watching the person you love run off with someone who wasn't afraid to say it first.
And that is why, with enough regret to flood the earth, Inuyasha retreated back into the well-house as another boy on the other side of the timeline put his hands on Kagome's waist and pulled her in for a kiss.
"Did he hurt you?" Inuyasha asked darkly after Kagome announced the ending of her four year long relationship, his eyes fixing on a far off point in her new apartment. The fresh paint on the walls stung his nose, but he didn't care.
"No," Kagome sighed, hanging her white coat on the hook that she found at a garage sale days after finishing her last year of med school. "I think I hurt him more than he hurt me."
Inuyasha grunted with approval and shrugged off his own robe, waiting for Kagome to crawl into the crook of his arms and settle there until she fell asleep.
She yawned and moved to his side. He felt her tears start to saturate into the white undershirt on his body, and stiffened.
"I thought you said-"
"I'm fine," Kagome murmured brokenly. "I'm not crying over Hojo."
"Then why-"
Her hands dug into the fabric of his shirt as she held back a sob, her breath brushing against the bare skin of his collar. "Another stupid boy."
A/N: I know, I know. I'm still updating Feudal World and GiC, but I have this quick 5 chapter ficlet series typed up already so I'm going to post it. Love you guys.